Date: Tue, 17 Jun 2014 04:18:35 -0700
From: Joel M <joel_m1971@yahoo.com>
Subject: He Loved Me in Panties

He said he wanted me to wear panties. We had met online, then talked on the
phone. When we met in person for a drink, he said he really liked me and
wanted me to be his "gurl."  I was 40, he was 57. I was far from a "gurl,"
but he he said he didn't care. He wanted to see me in lingerie and panties;
he wanted to be my man. I kept in shape and was smooth. I'm slim,
clean-shaven, not feminine looking, but not masculine chiseled either. We
made plans for that Friday. He played with my hand during our drink,
telling me he couldn't wait to be inside me. I'm a pretty straight-acting
guy and I'm not remotely passable, but the idea of being submissive and
being his "gurl" kinda turned me on.

That week, I read up on being a gurl. I waxed and shaved my chest, pits,
and crotch and went shopping, ordering a black satin camisole, black satin
panties, and thigh high stockings online. I ordered up a few sizes to get a
fit for a man. I also bought a tube of red lipstick and some eye
makeup. That Friday, after work, I went home to give myself an enema and
fresh shave. I packed a bag, not knowing how to dress to drive over to his
house. He texted throughout the day, saying he couldn't wait to see his
gurl. I felt more effeminate every time I read his texts.

He met me at his door, he was tan and wearing a white robe. He has a light
beard and was wearing trendy glasses. I walked into his home and asked if I
could freshen up first. His house was small, but very clean with expensive
furniture. There were pictures of him with friends and family. I wonder if
they knew what he really liked. He asked me for a drink and I said red
wine. I went to his bathroom, stripped down, and put on the lingerie. The
hose took forever, but the rest fit perfectly and I felt sexy. I
highlighted my eyes with a touch of eyeliner and mascara and put on the red
lipstick. My hair was short and spiky. I felt a bit foolish at first, but I
knew I would feel better in a just a little bit. I came out into the living
room where he was standing with two glasses of wine. He smiled and said,
"Be still my beating heart." He gave me my glass and we toasted and
drank. he looked me up and down and I twirled for him. He was so happy. "We
are going to have fun," he said with a smile.

We drank a bit more and talked, before he set down his glass and took
mine. He pulled me to him. "You are sexy gurl. Are you my naughty girl? is
that why you're in black?" I nodded and he kissed me. "I love your lipstick
and eyeliner, you are so sensual," he said. He kissed me again and began
rubbing my back and ass. His hands through the satin made me feel soft and
sexy. I rubbed his back and melted into him. He was stocky, much bigger
than me. I felt small compared to him.  We kissed harder and then he
nuzzled my neck. "Do you want to go to the bedroom with me?" he asked. I
nodded and we walked down to the hall to his bedroom. I tried to strut down
the bedroom with my most seductive walk.

His bedroom was spare and pristine. He lied down above the covers and open
his robe, exposing his white briefs. I could see his semi-hard cock and
curly black hair through the briefs. "Walk to me, swinging your hips," he
instructed. I walked towards him, trying to smile seductively and look
arousing. I crawled up the bed and laid down on top of him. "Oh baby, you
are so hot," he said, kissing me hard with both hands on my face. I could
feel our cocks rubs together through his briefs and my panties. He kissed
me and then rolled me over. I spread my legs, pulling him onto me. His
hands felt me up, on my chest and hips. i pulled off his robe to feel his
bare skin on his back. His muscles were hard under his skin; he smelled
like cologne. We kissed more and then he kissed down my neck, pulling my
camisole aside to kiss my nipples. I was on fire.

He rolled onto his back, taking me with him. He began kneading my ass in
the panties and rubbing my back. I slid down to his chest and nipples,
kissing them softly before working down to his stomach. He took a hit of
poppers and asked if i wanted some. I took a sniff and then went back down
him. He began moaning as I kissed his hips and fondled his very full balls.
I sucked his cock through his briefs for a bit before taking out the tip to
kiss and lick it. He was rock hard and solid; very solid for any guy, much
less an older man. I pulled off his briefs and put them next to me. "Oh
baby, suck me," he called out. I started sucking him softly up and down his
cock, licking the shaft. "You have such luscious lips, baby," he said. I
did and I used them to stroke up and down his shaft. I wanted to take care
of him and suck him softly, pulling it all out of him. I opened up my
throat and began to move up and down on him, sucking him harder. He moaned
each time I went back up, pulling on his cock. I could feel him building
before he stopped me. "Not yet," he said, moaning and finally pulling me
off his sock. "I want to come inside you."

Soon, I was on my stomach and began kissing the back of my neck and rubbing
me. He rubbed my ass in the panties and the poppers went straight to my
head. He began kissing down my back and then slid my panties to one side,
daring his tongue on my ass to my hole. I gripped the headboard and moaned
into the pillow. "Tell me you want me," he commanded. I began begging him
to fuck me as he continued to rim me. I began to get hotter, feeling like I
was going to come when he pulled me onto all fours. Then, he slid down my
panties to my knees and began rubbing lube on my hole. He used one, then
two, finally three fingers. I opened quickly for him. I heard him sniff
more poppers, then he put the bottle under my nose and I took a brief
hit. I was dizzy, spinning with him rubbing my ass cheeks, then rubbing his
hard cock on my crack. "Oh you are my gurl, and I will breed you," he cooed
to me. I felt the head start to push in and then he slowly pulled me onto
him, holding my hips with both hands. I waited to open up, making sure I
kept breathing. Soon, he pulled back and then pushed al the way into me, up
to his hilt. I was consumed with his cock in my ass. He leaned forward and
kissed my shoulders, my camisole falling off them. "Oh baby, you are like
silk inside," he said. I was in ecstasy.

We began fucking slowly at first. My legs were trapped by the panties, so I
was uncomfortable at first. Then, he hit my prostate and I was on fire. He
began picking up a rhythm and I joined him. I moaned with each pulling out
and breathed when he pushed into me. He began rocking into me, then said,
"Oh, I want to kiss you and see your face." He pulled out and rolled me
onto my back, then pulled my panties off my legs. He poured lube on his
cock and put my legs over his shoulders. I still had my camisole and
stocking on. He pushed back into me and my eyes widened with him. My mouth
dropped open and I let loose with the loudest moan I've ever made. The
poppers and satin went to my head and I called him "daddy." I felt ashamed
at first, but then he said, "Oh yeah, baby. I'm your big daddy."

He started fucking me harder and told me to look up at him. I stared as
long as I could into his eyes before closing mine again and losing myself
with the feeling. He began thrusting harder and I let go. My cock, which
was hard the whole time, began pumping with his pumps and I was building to
an orgasm without my hands. I began talking out loud, screaming "yes" and
"oh god" over and over. He grunted, calling me his gurl. He told me, "Say
you're my gurl." I moaned it to him, pleading with him to come in me. I
knew he was unwrapped, but didn't care. I want ed him to consummate his
love for me by coming in me. He was breeding me. He got faster and faster
before stopping and pumping hard into me one more time, then another. I
could feel him coming in me. I let go again and came all over my stomach
and camisole. He pumped five more times before falling on top of me,
kissing me, smearing my come between us. He slowly began shrinking and then
he pulled out of me.  I put my panties back, cleaned up, and we cuddled and
spooned, kissing and talking. "I hope you know how special you are," he
said to me before we nodded off together.

The next morning, we woke up and asked me to go to brunch with him, but
told me keep my panties on under my jeans. I cleaned off my face and got
dressed. We went to his favorite spot for coffee, I ate lightly and was
sore from the previous evening. Afterwards, we drove around town and headed
back to his place. We walked back into his house and into the kitchen when
he came up behind me and started kissing me, grinding into me. "Did you
like wearing panties to breakfast?" he asked. "Did it make you feel like a
sexy gurl?" I moaned yes and soon he had my tshirt off and I was turned to
him, kissing him while his hands were in my jeans rubbing my ass. "You are
so sexy, I want you right here," he said and pulled down my jeans. He got
on his knees and kissed and licked my ass cheeks in the panties. I held
onto the kitchen island and closed my eyes, feeling him kiss and lick
me. He pulled down my panties slowly and I felt like a gurl. I was naked in
his kitchen with him putting lotion on my hole; he quickly stood back up,
pulled down his pants, and lubed himself. He held my shoulders and pushed
into me. It was better than the previous evening and I sobbed and moaned
with pleasure when he entered me. He took the panties and began stroking my
cock while he fucked me. "You are my girl, my sweet little pussy gurl." I
moaned loudly when he pushed all the way in again. I moaned yes to him over
and over. "Oh baby, oh yeah. You are so fucking hot." He fucked me hard,
pausing to add more lube or to just push into me and stroke my cock. Soon
he dropped the panties and had both hands on my hips, fucking me. I was
wide open for him. "Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh god," he moaned before pulling
up and pushing back into me one more time, then letting his hips pump his
come into me.


I moaned again and he rubbed my back, "Are you OK?" he asked. I nodded. He
stroked me softly from behind and kissed my ear until I came quietly. He
held me for a moment. I could feel his cock still rubbing against my
crack. We walked to his shower and he undressed. We showered and kissed and
rubbed together with the soap. Then, we went back to his bedroom. He pulled
out a new pair of panties, they were white and silky. "I had bought these
for your visit, I want you to have them." I slipped them on and he admired
them. He gave me one of his white muscle shirts to wear with them; it was
big and roomy. I felt lost in it. We slipped into bed for more kissing and
cradling.

I fell asleep and woke up in the late afternoon. He was reading and took
off his glasses when I woke up. I said his and he smiled, "Feeling OK?" I
nodded that I was exhausted, but felt better. "Yes, I wanted to you to
rest. You look so pretty." he asked if i could add makeup again, so I went
to the bathroom and did. I came out to him again. "Oh so pretty again. Come
to me." I peeled off my shirt and began kissing my nipples, holding my
back. I held his head and rubbed it softly. He began rubbing my cock in the
panties. I was hard with small drop of precum. "You are wet for me," he
said. "Good, I love that." He surprised me my taking my cock into his
mouth. I had been the gurl the whole time and forgot about my cock for him,
but he began sucking my cock and was really great at it. It felt soothing,
wonderful. I moaned and he said, "Oh, you have a nice small cock. I love
this." I laid down and he began sucking me more, my panties at my knees. I
was so warm and I ached with pleasure. I was fully erect when he began
using his tongue around my cock and I lost. I began breathing harder and
shuddering and he began swirling his tongue more. Suddenly, I was breathing
in and out and I came hard into his mouth. I pumped and pumped and was
done. He came up for air and sniffed and blew his nose. "Are you OK?" he
asked. I was spent, nodding and trying to catch my breath.

Then, he put the panties back onto me. I wiggled my ass to get them on. We
began kissing and stroking. I was spent again, but held his cock in one
hand while we kissed. "Oh baby, one more time today, OK" he asked. I looked
at him and nodded. I rolled over and and massaged my ass cheeks in my
panties and then began kissing my back and pulling them down. We were naked
together and he was on top of me, working his cock into my ass. he held my
panties on one hand as he slowly worked his cock back in. After the two
other times, it felt like he was home in me. he knew what he wanted and
where to work. I loved him in me, i felt alive. "Oh gurl," he said, "Turn
back and kiss me with those red lips" As we kissed, he pushed in and I
tried to catch my breath, He was all the way in to my surprise and was
sliding in and out expertly. I wasn't hard, but was loving every stroke. I
moaned and whimpered and he said loving things to me, "Oh baby, you are so
hot. You are on fire." We fucked and fucked, he edged himself and then came
back down, staying hard.  I loved every second and wanted to him to take
his time. It felt like an hour when he finally built up speed and came
inside me. He laid back down on me and moaned in my ear, "Oh, good, good
gurl."

When he was done, I walked to his bathroom, my white panties and his shirt
back on. I looked at myself in the mirror. I really wanted this and didn't
know why. Everything before this weekend felt like a lie and the past day
felt like a truth. I didn't know what was real in my life or his life. I
didn't love him, but I loved that he loved me in panties. I looked at my
face in the lipstick and eyeliner and I began rubbing my ass. I didn't care
how I looked to others, I felt alive. I was so aroused, excited, hornier
than ever. I walked slowly back to bed and put my head on his shoulder. He
wrapped his arm around me. I told him that I had to go to work in the
morning, but that I would be back soon, if that was ok. He pulled me to
him, I felt my cock in the panties against his leg. "Good gurl," he said